Shawn started climbing a tree. I couldn't understand why we had trees. I had never seen so many trees grown so close together.
"If only we had something to get us up there without having to climb." I muttered.
Suddenly, I felt a stirring in my pocket, and a trampalene appeared right below us, "Sweet."
I jumped on the trampalene and reached the very top. I expected to fall back down through the trees and closed my eyes, trying to ready myself for the impact. Instead of feeling limbs biting into my flesh, however, I felt something soft underneath me.
I opened my eyes. I was laying on top of the trees. Shawn soon joined me. Instead of jumping on the trampalene, like I did, he had decided to climb up the rest of the way.
It was beautiful from up there. We could see the sunset in the distance and the moon that was a ghost in  comparison to the sky. "It's beautiful." Shawn sighed.
I silently agreed, even though I believed the word, 'beautiful,' to be an understatement.
"I say we make camp here." I said finally, taking out my sleeping bag.
"But there's still some daylight left." Shawn objected.
I looked up at him with a calm face, even thought that wasn't how I felt on the inside, "Are you going to keep arguing with me the way there? You can go ahead and continue if you want to, but it's not good to travel this close to night when you don't know what out there.